• Published 4th May 2015
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Just A Sleepover - scootertheskitty



Scootaloo's been acting weird around Butterball. Could this be a simple allergy...or something more?

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Red Alert, Red Alert!

I quickly chased Scootaloo down the stairs, pleading her to slow down. For somepony who can't fly very well, she was pretty fast. "SCOOTALOO, WAIT! LISTEN TO ME!"

"HELP! BUTTER'S TRYING TO KILL ME!"

"I'M TRYING TO PREVENT YOU FROM GETTING KILLED!"

"LIIIIEEEEEEES!" Scootaloo kept running from me and hid behind Rainbow Dash, who was receiving a hooficure from Rarity.

"Jeez, squirt, what's the matter?" Dash asked in concern.

"BUTTERBALL'S SAID HE WAS GOING TO KILL ME!" Scootaloo screamed in fear.

Fluttershy gave a surprised gasp and scolded at me. "Butterball! I thought you were better than that! Killing a filly..." She shook her head in disappointment.

Killing a filly? You're seriously going to believe that? "I wasn't going to kill her! Honest!"

"YES YOU WERE! YOU SAID YOU'RE GOING TO KILL ME IF I GET NEAR YOU!"

"I meant that your allergies would kill you! Scootaloo, you're allergic to me! That's why your face gets all red and stuff!"

Scootaloo stopped screaming and panicking as she just stared at me with confusion. "...Huh?"

Pinkie smiled sheepishly and backed away from our group. "Hehe...whoops..."

Scootaloo rose an eyebrow in suspicion. "Pinkieeee, what did you doooo?"

Pinkie's eyes shifted from side to side until she sighed and confessed. "I TOLD BUTTER YOU WERE DEATHLY ALLERGIC TO HIM! I'M SORRY!"

"You WHAT?!"

I flinched at Scootaloo's sudden yelling and tried to calm her down. "Scootaloo, please don't be mad at Pinkie for sharing me your secr–!"

"You told him I'm allergic to him?! What kind of lie is that?!"

"...Wait, lie?" She lied about being deathly allergic to me? What in the name of cupcakes is going on?!

...I'm sorry, almighty cupcakes. I shan't use your name in vein again.

"H-He asked me why your face always turned red and...m-my mind went blank, so I thought of the first thing that popped in my mind!"

"The first thing that came to your mind was me dying from severe allergies? Why?!"

"...I...watched an old alien movie last night and the main pony contracted a deadly alien disease that made his head explode when he came in contact with mares. So, I thought of that..."

Scootaloo groaned and put a hoof to her forehead. "Pinkieeee..."

"Hey, it could be worse!" she started to smile again. "I could've told him that you had a crush on hi–MPH!" she shoved a hoof in her own mouth and let out a muffled whimper.

...Wait...a crush?

Scootaloo gasped and squeaked loudly, concealing her face with her wings. "PINKIE!"

"SCOOTALOO, I'M SO SORRY! IT JUST SLIPPED OUT!" Pinkie apologized loudly, almost to the point of screaming.

Scootaloo curled up into a fetal position and moved her wings away from her face, which was the reddest I've ever seen it! I slowly trotted up to her to make sure she was okay. With each step I took towards her, she looked more and more uncomfortable and began rocking back and forth. "Uh...Scootaloo, are you okay? Because I kinda need to ask you something..." She covered her face again with her hooves, signifying that she wasn't.

"I-I-I'm not fine, n-no. But what i-is it Butter?" she stammered.

I paused a bit to let her calm down before asking, "Do you hate me?"

She stopped trembling and looked up at me with a puzzled expression. "H-Hate you? Wh-Why would you think that? I-I have a crush on you!"

"You mean...you want to crush me, right? Like beat me up?"

Scootaloo's red glow faded a bit as she sat up. "Butter?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you know what a crush is?"

"...N-Not the definition YOU'RE using."

She leaned in closer towards me, making me feel...weird inside. A good type of weird, though! "Are you sure? You haven't heard anyone use that word at any of your old schools?"

"I already said before that I was bullied a lot when I was little, so I was cast aside by the other groups. I don't know a lot about 'school slang' as Dad calls it."

Scootaloo stared into my eyes deeply, as if mystified with something, though I couldn't tell what it was. She turned her head towards Pinkie and asked her, "Pinkie, I think I'd like to do my 'thing' with Butter now."

Wait...thing?

Pinkie's face lit up again suddenly with delight. "Okie dokie lokie! C'mon you two!" she smiled as she made her way out the door.

Applebloom and Sweetie looked at each other as Sweetie let out a squeal while Applebloom just smirked. "Wh-What are you two smiling for?" I asked.

"O-Oh nothin'. Let's jus' say you're gonna like this 'thing.'"

"Why?" I asked.

"You'll seeeeee!" Scootaloo grinned as she held my hoof.

"That doesn't answer my question at aAALL!" Without a warning, Scootaloo grabbed me by the hoof and practically dragged me along with her. Trying to pick up the pace, I looked back at Fluttershy's cottage. All the ponies looked back at us and waved with big smiles on their faces. It looked like they were all in on this "thing" Scoots had planned.

"Thaaaaat's not creepy at all," I muttered to myself. I turned back to Scootaloo and brought my hoof back so she doesn't drag me the whole way to our destination. "By the way...um...what do you mean by your 'thing?'"

"You know, Applebloom got to play soccer and Sweetie got a makeover. It's my turn to do something with you!" she grinned.

"Do...what exactly?"

"You'll seeeeee!"


Our journey ended up taking us to Sweet Apple Acres of all places. You'd think because it was a barn that it'd smell, well, bad. But it didn't. There was always a sweet aroma in the air at Sweet Apple Acres. They specialized in baking many different types of apple-related foods. Applesauce, apple pie, apple fritter...you can pretty much put any word behind "apple" and it would sound delicious! So bottom line, there was always a pleasant apple odor whenever I stepped hoof onto the farm.

Except for that one timed I passed their manure pile. Other than that, good smells all around.

Pinkie led us inside Sweet Apple Acre's signature barn, where I saw a single wooden bench with a picnic blanket over it. I stopped and tilted my head a bit in confusion. "We're going to have a picnic?"

"Weeeell...it's kinda LIKE a picnic," Scootaloo said as she smiled a bit more than before. "I first thought of getting dinner at a fancy restaurant, but then I figured you'd like Applejack's apples more so...here we are!" Her face turned redder as she wrapped a hoof around me.

"Oh, thanks Scootaloo!" I smiled back as I walked over to an empty seat, leaving her hoof to drop to her side. I looked back at her and noticed she had a sort of disappointed look on her face. "You alright?" I asked.

"Oh...y-yes..." she sighed, slowly walking to her seat as well. She shook her head and smiled once more before flinching. "Ow! This chair is so splintery!" she whined.

"Oh, I'm sorry?" I apologized with a little hesitation. Huh, it's not usually like Scootaloo to whine over something like a splinter. Actually, it's not like Scootaloo to whine over ANYTHING.

"Ooh, you don't mind if we sit together, do you?" she asked, giving me puppy eyes.

I slapped myself in the face gently and rubbed my eyes to make sure that I was seeing and hearing this correctly. When did Scootaloo act so...adorable? "...No. I-I guess not," I answered, unable to deny her cute face.

Her smile grew even wider as she got out of her seat and trotted towards mine. She sat down in my seat and scooted (no pun intended) towards the table. "Ah, this seat feels much more comfortable!"

"Oh, well, I'm glad!" I smiled awkwardly.

"Brr...but, it's kind of cold in here," Scootaloo said, shivering a bit and wrapping herself with her wings and arms.

"Really? It feels warm, if anything in he–"

"IT'S COLD AND I THINK I'M GETTING HYPOTHERMIA!" she exclaimed as she suddenly wrapped her arm around me and laid against me.

I squeaked a bit...no, no...that's not stallionly enough. I simply flinched silently and stared at her for a bit. "Woah, o-okay..."

"Is there something wrong, Butter?" she asked, her face as red as a strawberry.

"Uh...um..." I stuttered until I saw an orange mare with a blond mane enter the barn.

"Ah, y'all must be Butter!" she smiled as she trotted towards me. "Mah name's Applejack. It's nice to meet ya!" she greeted as she suddenly shook my hoof vigorously.

Gah! Oh jeez, that's a strong grip! I retracted my hoof quickly and held in close. "Oh yeah, you're Applebloom's sister, right?"

"Eeyup! That's me! Ah've been occupied with some work lately, so sorry that Ah haven't been able to properly introduce mahself."

"It's fine. Big Macintosh and Granny Smith mentioned you were going to busy for the next few months, so I understand completely!" I smiled, trying to make a good first impression.

"Thanks, Butter. Ah'm just glad ta be able to see this," she chuckled.

"Wait, see what?"

"Uuuuhhhh...Applejack, can we order our food now?" Scootaloo asked.

"Oh yes, of course! Y'all must be starving! What would ya prefer?"

"I think I'll have–" I began before Scootaloo interrupted me.

"We'll both have hayburgers and a side of applesauce." She turned to me and added, "I believe that's your favorite food, right?"

My eyes widened in astonishment. "Y-Yeah. How did you–?"

"We're best friends, Butter," she said cheerily as she hugged me all of a sudden.

"Heh, well Scootaloo...Ah've never seen you so...huggy!"

"Y-Y-Yeah..." I stuttered, my mind racing and my heart beating at a faster rate. Wait a second, why am I getting so flustered all of a sudden? It's just Scootaloo!

"Please don't tell the other girls about me acting like this. I'd die of embarrassment!" she said as she hugged me tighter, putting her head on my shoulder.

Woah, woah, woah! Red alert! What is happening here with the close contact and all? "U-Uhhh...Sc-Scoots? Why are you so close to me?" I asked with a more high-pitched voice due to embarrassment.

"...You still don't get it do you?" she asked as she leaned in even closer to me.

"G-Get wha-"

She kissed my cheek. Right then and there just gave me a peck.

"I think you're cute, Butter," Scootaloo said.

"...Oh...n-noooow I get it...heh..."

And with that I fainted.

Author's Note:

Sorry that this chapter is shorter than normal. I have a lot of college stuff to do and I haven't had much time to write. This is just to show that I still haven't forgotten about this fic

Also incoming cuteness in the next chapter. Please prepare for diabetes.

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